Temptation, Resistance, Surrender

"Well then. Did John tell you while we were doing it he kept calling me Joan, and at one point when he was about to cum he said, 'I love you, Joan'?" Susanna asked.

"Oh my God no," I replied. "I am so sorry Susanna. I had no idea!"

"Listen Joan. I know I look like a slut given my behavior since I met John, but I'm really not one. Okay, maybe I slept with quite a few boys in my high school once word got around that I put out," Susanna said in one breath.

"I know I'm considered to be a slut in my high school, but I don't want to be one and I do not think of myself as one. It's not my self image. John is only my second college man ever. Now brace yourself for when I tell you who my first is, okay?" Susanna paused to let me speak.

"It's your brother Jack," I said before I could stop myself. Everything was clear to me, suddenly.

Susanna looked at me not only with surprise, but with shock combined with fear. "Yes," she replied in a tone barely above a whisper. "Is it obvious? How did you know?"

I said, "I only just realized it. I saw the way each of you looked at the other during, during our, uh, when we were all, uh..."

"Having a good time," Susanna said, helping me out of my awkwardness. I smiled at her, in thanks.

"Anyway, my friend," Susanna continued, "I am crazy about John. He is my ticket away from my brother and away from the insanity of my high school, but also I really do care for him. A lot. But I can't have him, because his obsession with you is in the way. I of all people understand that. Do you get what I'm saying?"

"You're saying I have to do it with my own brother to free his mind to love other people?" I asked.

"Yes," she said, again in a tone barely above a whisper. Her one word 'yes' seemed to me to be dripping with shame.

"That is the craziest theory I have ever heard," I said. "Since we are confessing, John and I have done everything except the one final act. I guess we have an incestuous relationship too."

"I figured as much," Susanna said. Now it was my turn to wonder with fear if we too had been too obvious.

"What's wrong with us?" I asked her. "What's wrong with all four of us?"

"Look, Joan. Is it our fault our brothers are gorgeous, smart, loving, and wonderful men that any girl on Earth would love to have? Are we not simply cursed by having brothers we cannot resist?"

"Oh, I doubt it's as simple as that, Susanna," I said. "But I'll be damned if I could explain it."

"Well, Jack and I are already damned," she said, and giggled. It was infectious, and I giggled, too.

We were quiet and finally Susanna broke the silence when she said, "Joan, if you do the deed with John, he will be free to give me the love I want and need from him. And then, I need you to seduce my brother Jack, and to go all the way with Jack, so he will leave me for you."

I looked at her in shock. I could not speak. I just looked at her, and her eyes were filled with shame. She knew full well what she was asking. I wanted to ask her how on Earth she could ask something like that of me, or of anyone else for that matter. Sadly however, and to my deep dismay and everlasting shame, I knew she was right.

I took a large swallow of my beer, and I said to her, "Okay Susanna. I'll do both. But I'll need your help."

Susanna did not smile, she just nodded, and said once again in a tone barely above a whisper, "I will be forever in your debt."

The two men who had been eyeing us in the seedy bar now came over to our table. They both sat down and asked to buy us drinks. We politely declined but they would not leave the table. Susanna got up to leave, but one man grabbed her arm and pulled her roughly so that she was sitting on his lap.

The other man began to paw me. He was fondling my boobs through my blouse. I told him we had to go and Susanna threatened to scream. They let go of us and told us we could go if we would flash them our boobs. I said, "No way," but Susanna said, "It I flash you, you'll let us go? Do you mean it?"

They both said yes. Susanna then stood up, raised her sweater over her boobs, and pushed her bra up over her boobs too. She stood there in front of them, and shook them a little. They each pawed her boobs, and Susanna let them slobber over her boobs with their mouths. But then Susanna said, "Okay boys. You've had your fun. We're leaving now," and we both got away.

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We arranged another double date. Susanna had a friend whose parents were away, so actually it was a triple date. Her friend was named Mary, and her lover was Adam. We three women cooked a dinner for the men, and then we all sat together and watched a movie on DVD, on their parent's DVD player hooked up to the television.

I sat in between John and Jack. Susanna made sure the drinks were coming constantly, and by the end of the first movie I was drunk. By the end of the second movie all six of us were drunk. That's when Susanna proposed a game of strip charades.

It took a while, but eventually all three of us girls were down to our panties. Susanna put blindfolds on Mary and me, and afterwards she donned one herself. She announced, "Open Season, boys." I was worried Adam might try to do me, but Mary had arranged this with Jack in advance to keep Adam away from me.

A man began to kiss me, another man replaced him and he too kissed me, and then a third man kissed me. They all three caressed my boobs. I could tell this was happening to Susanna and Mary too. The men were simply swapping girls from time to time, in a kind of round robin.

After a little bit, one man began to slip his hands underneath my panties, and when I made no move to stop him, he slipped my panties right off my body. Then he lay me down and began kissing me all over. Suddenly he got up and apparently moved to another girl. Another man, and then the third man, quickly replaced him.

All three men explored my body with their hands and their mouths. They hit all the hot spots, especially my privates, and I was getting very wet with arousal down there. Despite the fact that there were three different men doing things to me, which freaked me out, I was having a great time.

Then it began, as I knew it would. A man climbed on top of me, spread my legs, and entered me. He pumped a couple of times, kissed me, and moved on to the next girl. All three men sampled my pussy with their cocks. Now I was completely freaked. One of those men had to be my own brother.

I thought of it as a restaurant: A group of diners goes to eat, the food comes, and they offer the other a taste of their meal before plunging in.

That's probably how the men thought about it, getting free tastes of our three wet pussies. But we women are not plates of food, and we react, too, and we viewed it as getting a taste of three different and yummy cocks.

The difference is that we were blindfolded and in a submissive state; the men we going to choose their own meals, to continue the metaphor. But that did not mean we did not have opinions and silent judgements. We did.

Now there are two ways a woman could respond to such a situation. One is by freaking out ad thinking this is sexist, promiscuous, and beyond gross.

Another way is to get into it as hyper sexy and fun. The forbidden nature of it makes it all the more erotic. That is how the three of us responded.

We girls were left alone for a couple of minutes while the men whispered, and then apparently each man chose a girl, mounted her, and began fucking in earnest. I knew Adam was not doing me, and so I knew it was either Jack or my own brother John. I desperately wanted to look, but did not. I was too afraid to look.

I needed to know who was fucking me. Whoever it was, he was only the second man ever, the first having been that lowlife Mike. I could not even tell who it was by smell; apparently they had all used the same male cologne. That had to have been planned.

Let's call the man J., since Susanna had assured me it would not be Adam, so it was either John or Jack. I figured it was Jack, because I did not think John would have the balls to fuck his own sister in front of Jack and Adam.

J. varied his movement, driving me nuts. God, it felt good. I was on the pill, so I was okay if it was John, there was no risk of an incest baby, because I somehow knew this man J. would cum inside me. Whoever was doing me would not pull out and squirt on my stomach. This was a fuck of intense need. It's strange, but sometimes I guess I can tell if a man is just going through the motions, or if he is really feeling the need to fuck me.

When he did finally cum, the feel of him shooting his load inside my vaginal canal was so erotic I could not stand it. I loved the feeling. I wanted to enjoy that feeling as much as possible.

After he came he lay on top of me with his cock deep inside me. It was slowly shrinking. I kissed his chest, and he played with my boobs. When his cock finally fell out, I pushed him off me, since he was getting heavy. I lifted my blindfold to see who was the man I had just fucked. It was my brother John.

John had indeed chose to fuck me, his own sister, in front of both Jack and Adam. Now Susanna and Mary would know, too. Most of all, I knew. I knew I had just had the best fuck of my young life, and it was with my own brother. Jesus.

I looked around. Jack had chosen Mary, apparently wanting another conquest to add to the notches in his metaphorical belt. And in return, Adam had enjoyed Susanna's willing and enthusiastic pussy. Susanna had told me she did not want to be a slut, but I was beginning to wonder at this point. Their blindfolds were off, too.

So I had incest with my own brother in the context of group sex. We all lay there, and Mary got up to use the bathroom, but she returned with snacks and more drinks. We all sat around, naked, talking.

I did not know just then how I felt about finally having incest with my brother John. I felt numb. One thing I knew for certain: It was the most amazing sex I had had in my young life, even if there had only then the four dates with Mike preceding it. I had a small basis for comparison, but I intuitively knew it does not get better than this. It just does not.

After a bit we went up to their parents' living room, and sat around, still naked, watching another movie. After a half hour the boys began to start getting frisky again with the girls. This time no blindfolds or games were involved, and Adam was putting the moves on Mary, and John was putting the moves on Susanna, while John looked nervously and guiltily over at me, the guilt presumably coming because he fucked Susanna instead of me.

I charitably absolved him of his guilt by practically attacking Jack, and before I knew it Jack was on top of me, his erect and throbbing cock probing around down there while his hands forced my legs apart.

Remembering my time with Mike when I fucked him cowgirl style, I got on top and fucked him hard until he too emptied his load deep inside me. I had wished I had a Stetson to wave around as I fucked him flamboyantly. Once he had cum I lay down on top of him, his cock still inside me, and I smothered him with kisses.

Susanna mouthed the words, "Thank you," to me as she lay underneath my brother John, her legs wrapped around him as he ploughed her cunt, making her writhe in pleasure.

Our orgy was finally over. That night each of us girls had fucked two different men in a matter of a few hours. John drove me home to our parents' house, and early the next morning he crept into my bed and fucked me enthusiastically once again. It was not as good as that first time in the group sex context, but it was wonderful nonetheless.

We fucked again that night, and the next morning, too. I loved all the fucking; even if I was still freaked out it was my own brother John who was fucking me. I loved his cock, I loved the way it felt inside me, I loved its taste when I went down on him, and I loved the way he kissed me. I got lewd and sucked him off and kept some of his cum in my mouth. I opened my mouth wide so that he could see his cum inside it, and then I swished it around and dramatically swallowed.

I loved my intimate times with my bother much too much. I began to doubt Susanna's theory, that this sex would liberate John to love her, and would liberate me to love Jack, or some other guy.

Susanna and I met again to compare notes. She admitted failure. Jack had been fucking her, too, also incessantly. He could not get enough of her. I admitted John and I were the same way. Neither of us girls wanted to have a prolonged incestuous relationship, and yet we were driven with some force of extreme attraction, each to our own brother.

It was strange. I loved John and wanted him in the worst way. I needed to fuck him. I needed it every day, and I thought about him fucking me a lot of my waking hours every single day. Once I even dreamed of us fucking. I was obsessed. But I also knew it was not healthy, and such a relationship was doomed. If I got pregnant with his child it would be a disaster.

I felt bad, because I had also fallen for Jack. I did not know beforehand that it was possible to love two men at once. Surely there is a vast literature where that happens, but the stories usually end badly. I had fallen hard. Susanna and I agreed we needed a new plan. We needed a new strategy.

This time it was I who came up with the plan. Susanna and I proposed yet another double date. This time we piled into a car and went to the closest big city. Jack and I sat in the back seat and I flirted relentlessly with Jack, making it clear I was sexually available to him. He was practically licking his lips.

At the same time, Susanna was on the verge of causing a traffic accident as she sat in the front next to John. We played a game. Each time John would pass a truck while we drove on the highway, we girls would remove a piece of clothing. By the time we got to the city, both of us girls were down to our panties. Fortunately, we left the highway before John could pass yet another truck.

We reassembled ourselves as John drove the city streets to the theater, where we were going to see a play. We behaved ourselves during the play, but afterwards at the restaurant instead of discussing the play, we kept talking about sex, via a large number of 'double entendres.'

John dared both of us to go to the ladies' room and put our underwear in our purses, and to return to the table commando. I was a bit loathe to do this because my blouse was so thin my nipples would poke at it making it obvious I was braless to anyone who looked closely, or perhaps even who looked casually.

Susanna had on a micro skirt, and she was always at risk of flashing her panties. Without her panties she would be at risk of flashing her pussy. So both of us girls politely declined to do it. But Jack joined John teasing us, and pressuring us constantly to do it.

I had a brainstorm. I said, "Look guys, I can speak only for myself. If John agrees to foreswear any interest in me tonight, and Jack does the same for Susanna, so this becomes a conventional, real double date, then okay." Susanna chimed in that she would go along with that.

The boys looked at each other, and as they did, I sexily caressed my own boobs right there at the table. Susanna pushed up her skirt and stroked her pussy through her panties. These actions seemed to seal the deal, and the men agreed.

When I returned from the restroom most of the men in the restaurant were checking me out, especially because it was clear I was braless. Somehow the act of being braless in public must have made me seem cheap, or available, or just plain sexy. I liked the feeling I was getting from the reaction of the men.

When Susanna sat down she arranged to flash her pussy, and then she adjusted herself in her chair so that her mini skirt rose up her legs to the point where her pussy was on constant display to anyone who could see under the table. There were at least two men in the restaurant well positioned to enjoy her prolonged display.

By the time we got to the hotel we were all four quite horny. At the girls' insistence the men got two adjoining rooms, one for Jack and me, the other for John and Susanna. Jack and I sat down and talked, and we were enjoying some light kissing when we heard Susanna's moans from the adjoining room. We got on the bed near the wall contiguous to their room and we had an acoustical eavesdropping on their fucking session.

Susanna was really loud with her moans, and then there was silence. We heard her ask, "What are you doing?" Then she said, "Oh my God, not there!" Silence ensued for a while and finally we heard Susanna groan, and then John said, "Christ your ass is sweet," and it was pretty obvious Susanna's virgin ass was being used.

Jack got an evil smile and I said, "No way, Jack." Then he removed all my clothes and his own clothes, and fortunately I was already wet by the vicarious sex, and he just plunged into me, fucking me the traditional way, but really hard and full of passion. I wondered if he were fucking me, or fucking his sister Susanna in his mind. I told him to stop and to get off me.

I said, "Look at me, Jack. In front of you is a naked woman who is crazy about you, a woman who wants you. I'm not bad looking, and I hope that I'm good in bed. But until you can concentrate on me and get your sister out of your mind, I am just not interested. I'm going to the hotel's bar."

I got dressed, but Jack prevailed on me to go to the bar commando, and so I did. We held hands on the way down. In the elevator he unbuttoned several buttons of my blouse, exposing most of my boobs save the nipples and areolas. I have large areolas, and they are dark red, quite pronounced. You could see them through my blouse.

He gave me a long, sexy, emotion filled kiss. I was encouraged. I had a cocktail at the bar, and Jack had a beer. Jack bought me another cocktail and when I was done I was good and drunk. I began to get careless at the bar. Apparently I was unwittingly flashing my boobs all over the place. All of the men in the bar noticed, of course.

Now drunk, Jack and I returned to our room. Apparently seeing so many men lusting after me at the bar aroused Jack, and he wanted to take me. He wanted me, and not his sister just then, in a bad way. Jack undressed me, which went fast given I was commando, and I more slowly undressed him. He went down on me and after I came, I was more than ready. I lay back on the bed and spread my legs.

Taking a page from Susanna, I groaned when he entered me, and as he fucked me I moaned. Remembering I was in a hotel and who cared if anyone heard us, I began to moan loudly. This had the effect of Jack fucking me more roughly, something I liked. I remembered that maybe Susanna and John could hear us, and so I moaned even louder.

To my surprise Jack added his voice. He said, "Joan my lover, your cunt is so sweet. You are so fine, woman. I love you." Those last three words really shook me, even if I knew declarations of love during sex are not to be taken seriously.

I screamed when I came. It was in fact a lovely orgasm. Jack kept right at it, but he too finished around 5 minutes later, groaning when he shot his seed deep inside me. He lay there on top of me.

Ten minutes later Susanna and John, both fully dressed, knocked on our door and we let them in, even though I was wearing only the hotel robe and was nude underneath it. Jack had his shorts and a T shirt on. I was still drunk.

"Want to go to the pool and the Jacuzzi downstairs?" John asked. Fortunately we had all brought swimsuits. It was close to closing time for the pool, so I quickly went to the bathroom and put on my suit. I am not sure why I was shy, since obviously we had all been naked together and had sex in front of each other, but I was. Force of habit, I guess.